Seasons Come, Seasons Go
The seasons create all colours from greens to golds to browns
Spring Summer and Autumn coverings like nature's gowns
When it comes to Winter separating the strong from the weak
It's part of her natural progression that this cold season seeks
Then comes Spring again all shoots appear for light
To journey on in their existence what ever time of life
The Summer turns them to bloom a most joyous of sights
Pastel colours like the rainbow all radiant with delight
Once again comes Autumn as the greens turn to browns
Their hold of life diminishing as they release and flutter down
All around our planet the cycles come and go
But there is no better sight to see our Mother Nature grow.
Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2009
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